Mysterious Recovery

Chapter 974 Dangerous Influx

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The first three days of the ancient house have passed.

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Now is the fourth day.

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This day is called: Day of Condolences.

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At twelve o'clock in the evening, the situation in the ancient mansion immediately took a turn for the worse. A gust of cold wind poured in from the patio and directly invaded the lobby. Even the white lantern in Yang Jian's hand was blown out.

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But everyone took the time to get ready.

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The four mourning clothes were distributed...

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The sound of rapid footsteps came from the front yard of the ancient house. The sound was dense and rapid, as if many people rushed into the ancient house at this moment.

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But in fact, there is not a single living person outside.

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Everyone stood in the lobby, their expressions instantly tense.

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"I don't agree with the distribution plan of mourning clothes." However, at this time, the unfamiliar Ghost Rider suddenly said with a grim expression.

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"Yang Jian, I also cooperated very well with your actions along the way. At this time, I don't want to be the one who was sacrificed."

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This unfamiliar ghost rider survived by chance. He didn't know Yang Jian or Fan Xing. Everyone met by chance, so it was a matter of course to be abandoned at this moment, and no one stood up for him.

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Because Fan Xing and Zhou Deng are both heads of headquarters, strictly speaking, they are colleagues with Yang Jian.

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At this moment.

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Everyone looked at him.

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"Reality is cruel, I don't have enough things, and I can't do anything about it." Yang Jian said, "But it's not quite right that you cooperate with my actions. I remember you. You were very active when you encouraged me to give up the coffin nails."

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"And I am a careful person."

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"So you're planning to get rid of me at this time?" the strange ghost rider gritted his teeth.

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At this moment, he wanted to do his best to grab a mourning suit, but he didn't dare.

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Because this Yang Jian is too fierce.

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He is not an opponent.

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Once you move your hand, you will surely die.

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"I didn't want to kill you, it's just that the conditions don't allow you to survive, that's all, if there is a fifth mourning dress, I am willing to assign one to you. In addition, Zhou Deng himself voluntarily gave up the distribution of mourning clothes. If you have the ability to survive today like Zhou Deng, I have nothing to say."

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Yang Jian's face was calm and seemed very indifferent.

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"Of course, you can also choose to grab it. I have no objection. After all, everyone has the right to live, and so do you, but the power must be fought for, otherwise you won't be able to seize the opportunity."

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After saying this.

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The unfamiliar Ghost Rider immediately set his sights on several other people.

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Li Yang, Fan Xing, Da Qiang.

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Yang Jian didn't dare to do anything anyway, only these three people wore mourning clothes.

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"If you want to do it, do it as soon as possible, the spirits are already invading the ancient house, and I don't have that much time to play with you." Li Yang stared at him with a calm face.

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The unfamiliar Ghost Rider's eyes flickered for a while, but he shifted his target. He looked at Fan Xing.

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Fan Xing smiled: "Interesting, I think it's better for me to bully, right? It doesn't matter, let's do it. I believe that since Team Yang has spoken, he shouldn't stop him. You can have no scruples."

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The ghost rider was eager to try, but in the end he suppressed the urge in his heart.

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Because this Fan Xing also looked very difficult to deal with.

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So the only thing left is the messenger named Daqiang.

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At this moment, Da Qiang was wearing a tattered, dirty white cloth, staring fiercely at the unfamiliar Ghost Rider, ready to do it.

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In order to survive, how could he back down at this time.

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"This man named Daqiang took his place after Yang Jian left the back hall yesterday, and used the ghost realm for ten seconds to prevent the ghost from invading the back hall... This is a ghost realm. Guy, once he does it, he can hide in the ghost realm and not confront me directly."

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When he really wanted to do something, the ghost rider hesitated again.

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Everyone is not easy to offend, but those who feel offended have ghosts on the other side.

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"This Yang Jian is selective in assigning mourning clothes. He didn't give it to me because my strength is the weakest, and it has the least effect after the next action." This strange ghost rider was unwilling and angry.

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He didn't want to accept this desperate result, and finally looked at that Yang Xiaohua.

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At this moment.

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Zhou Deng walked over from Yang Xiaohua, he touched his chin and said, "What are you looking at me for?"

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Behind Zhou Deng.

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Yang Xiaohua has slowly floated up from the ground like a cold corpse. Her face was covered with a piece of incomplete yellow paper. This yellow paper covered her facial features, like a piece of human skin. Sticking to her skin, the outline of a facial feature was rubbed out.

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But the red balloon wrapped around her arm exerted its supernatural power.

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The red balloon floated up with Yang Xiaohua's sleeping corpse.

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However, the roof of the ancient house was sealed, and Yang Xiaohua's body floated to a certain height and stopped.

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The balloon was blocked by the roof, and there was no way to fly out.

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"He's not looking at you, he's looking at Yang Xiaohua." Yang Jian said.

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Zhou Deng said, "So that's the case, then it's all right, you continue."

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He has nothing to do with himself, and hurried away.

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"But if you're thinking of Yang Xiaohua, I suggest you give it up. She is still useful to me now, because there is no ordinary person here except her." Yang Jian said.

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The red balloon can only be taken by ordinary people. Once the body has supernatural power, it will be the same as the current situation.

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The body was floated by the red balloon, and even the ghost in the body was suppressed and unable to move.

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Yang Jian asked Zhou Deng to use a piece of yellow paper to put Yang Xiaohua into a state of suspended animation. Sure enough, the red balloon also worked and flew Yang Xiaohua with her.

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only.

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After today, whether Yang Xiaohua will survive after tearing off the yellow paper on her face, I don't know.

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Maybe he will never wake up again and just die like this.

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Maybe there is still a chance to wake up.

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Yang Jian is aware of this, so he can only take the attitude of trying it out.

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"Give me a yellow paper if you don't have mourning clothes," said the unfamiliar Ghost Rider.

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"Why should I give it to you?"

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Yang Jian sneered: "I didn't ask you to come to the ancient house. I did the most in the past few days. You are not qualified to ask me. I have already given you a chance. There are four people. You can grab one person at will. The mourning clothes, as long as you get them, are yours, you don't dare to do anything because you are afraid of death, who is to blame."

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"Wait, don't move."

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Sudden.

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Eagle, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly changed his face and said.

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The unfamiliar Ghost Rider immediately opened his eyes suddenly, and all the hairs on his body stood up, because at this moment he felt something squirming around his neck.

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It was a pair of tiny, even unformed hands.

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Covered with dirt, his arms were dirty.

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Then.

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A small baby head with no eyes opened stuck out from behind the strange ghost rider, and it twisted its neck as if to explore the people around it.

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"It's the baby buried under the tree." Everyone's heart froze, and their faces changed suddenly.

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No one thought that this little thing would be the first to invade the ancient house.

The Ghost Rider was tense all over at the moment and didn't dare to move. He wanted supernatural power to fight against this Specter, but he didn't have the guts to do so, because today was the fourth day of mourning.

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The number of ghosts that will appear today is likely to be very large.

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Confrontation is the stupidest and most wrong choice.

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Now.

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He hasn't been killed yet, which means that the ghost just appeared on him and didn't attack him.

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Because no one knows what this ghost's law of killing is.

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Any action may be targeted by this devil.

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Although this ghost is just an unformed image of a baby, all ghost riders understand that the horror of ghosts is not based on appearance.

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The unfamiliar Ghost Rider broke out in a cold sweat. He looked at Yang Jian and issued a look of help.

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At this moment, Yang Jian was wearing dirty and tattered mourning clothes, holding a cracked spear, with one ghost eye open, staring at the baby that had not yet appeared.

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Unconsciously.

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Ghost Eye regained his vision.

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The sense of oppression belonging to the ancient house disappeared, and he could even use the ghost realm.

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"It's a scourge to keep this thing. If it grows up like a ghost baby, it will be a big deal. If you solve it first, you may be able to kill a terrifying supernatural event in advance." Yang Jian's arm holding the spear moved slightly.

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Suddenly.

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The ghost realm of ghost eyes appeared instantly.

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Without the slightest reservation, the sixth-floor ghost realm opened directly.

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The lion fights the rabbit with all his strength.

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The ghost domain instantly covered the unfamiliar ghost rider, and everything around seemed to be suspended.

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Three seconds.

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After three seconds.

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The ghost realm disappeared instantly.

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Yang Jian's spear also left his hand.

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on the wall behind him.

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A cracked spear pierced the head of an unformed baby and nailed it to the wall.

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The suppression of the coffin nails is absolute.

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Although only one ghost can be pinned at a time, so far, no matter how terrifying the pinned ghost is, there is no way to break free.

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The unformed baby seemed to be dead, with hands and feet hanging limply, without any sign of movement.

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"Success."

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Everyone was shocked.

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In the blink of an eye, the ghost had disappeared from the ghost rider and was nailed to the wall.

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"This Yang Jian, if he's serious, he'll be the lore with his first move, and he won't give people the time to react at all. The captain-level people are all perverted. It's a miracle that the ghost riders can reach this stage." Fan Seeing this is also very shocking.

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Although I have seen Yang Jian take action.

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But this scene is even more terrifying.

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Insiders look at the doorway.

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Just now, he didn't even see any trace of Yang Jian's actions, so this matter is over.

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"It took me so much effort, this **** thing is worth it." Yang Jian strode over, preparing to retrieve the long spear.

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But at this time.

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"Wow wow wow..."

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A series of strange cries suddenly echoed in the ancient house. This is the cries of babies.

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As soon as Yang Jian stopped, his face suddenly changed, he stared at the baby on the wall suddenly.

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The baby didn't move.

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But the cry is still there.

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And the source of the sound could not be found, only the thing that made the cry was determined to be in the ancient house.

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"Are you kidding me, even ghosts are nailed by me and there can still be supernatural phenomena. Could it be that this is not the source of Specter?" Yang Jian took off the cracked spear and looked at Specter with the coffin nail pierced through, his eyes flickering.

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The weird baby cry is very loud, but it also has an indescribable ferocity.

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It was as if the Specter was provoked.

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Yang Jian didn't take down the corpse. Apart from being worried, there was another reason.

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That's the reason why he doesn't seem to be worried about this devil now.

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He looked in the direction of the patio.

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I don't know when, on the left and right sides of the patio, there were actually two more paper figurines in black clothes.

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besides.

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There were a lot of messy footprints in the hallway.

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There were also some dirty marks on the walls, which seemed to be stained with blackened soil.

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The cold wind poured into the ancient house, and the air was filled with a rotten stench.

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It's like the smell when digging a tree before.

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And the danger is far more than that. Yang Jian peeped with ghost eyes, and even saw the front yard full of terrifying figures.

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Those figures are all wearing black clothes, some are big and small, some are tall and some are short.

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And these weird people are not standing still, but start to move towards the ancient house.

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"You can't stay here, go to the red coffin in the back hall." Yang Jian's expression changed, and he immediately retreated.

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This situation is no longer something they can deal with.

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Yang Jian couldn't even dismember these ghosts with a hatchet like the day before yesterday.

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Because the number is too terrifying.

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Even if the Specter was dismembered, the supernatural phenomenon produced could kill everyone.

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"I'm afraid I won't be able to survive today. This kind of number is simply not something that the ghost riders can deal with. Even if all the captains of the headquarters arrive, I'm afraid they will be buried here." Zhou Deng saw this in his heart. a chill.

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He thought there were enough ghosts on the bus.

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However, it is nothing compared to this ancient house.

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Without any hesitation, he directly picked up the man's leather mask and put it on, turning his identity into a Specter.

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As long as his identity changes, he can mingle with the ghosts and not be attacked by the ghosts~www.readwn.com~ Even if he is targeted by the ghosts, he will be fine.

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Because the one who was attacked by the Specter after wearing the mask was his Specter's identity, not his identity as a living person.

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This change of identity allows him to survive in any dangerous place.

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After Zhou Deng put on the mask, his breath was cold and terrifying, and he looked like a different person. He stood beside the wall in the lobby, motionless, and planned to survive today.

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aside.

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Yang Xiaohua floated aside, breathless.

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The eagle was more thorough. He found a corner and sat down, directly placing the two dice on the ground, his expression as usual.

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With the curse of the music box, he can play dice with Specter for a day here.

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It doesn't matter if you win or lose, it's just to pass the time.

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Others dare not do this, because there is no such strong life-saving means, even wearing mourning clothes does not necessarily ensure that one is safe.

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So another preparation is needed.

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Back to the coffin,

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While the crowd was moving, the unfamiliar ghost rider didn't move.

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He stood on the spot, his breath was cold, and there was no movement.

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(End of this chapter)

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